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Heathen Slaves and Christian Rulers by Andrew, Elizabeth Wheeler, Bushnell, Katharine Caroline - CHAPTER 16.

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Heathen Slaves and Christian Rulers

CHAPTER 16.

SLAV­ERY IN THE UNIT­ED STATES.

Dur­ing the in­cum­ben­cy of a cer­tain May­or of San Fran­cis­co a sur­pris­ing con­di­tion of things was brought in­to ex­is­tence. There was a large tract of land in the heart of Chi­na­town owned by an Amer­ican fam­ily, rel­atives, it is de­clared, of said May­or, the pas­sages en­ter­ing which were de­lib­er­ate­ly blocked by gates, so as to stop all en­trance ex­cept­ing to pa­trons of the place. This sec­tion lay be­tween Dupont and Stock­ton, Jack­son and Pa­cif­ic streets, and in­clud­ed with­in its en­clo­sure Bak­er and New World al­leys, con­nect­ing Dupont street with Sul­li­van Place, which di­vid­ed this tract in two. Gates were erect­ed at the en­trance of the two al­leys on Dupont street, and two gates blocked the en­trance to Sul­li­van Place, at the end open­ing up­on Pa­cif­ic street. With­in this re­gion, both above and be­low ground, were housed num­bers of Chi­nese slave girls, par­tic­ular­ly in Bak­er al­ley, where, it is said, were placed the young girls of ten­der years, gen­er­al­ly about fif­teen years old, when first brought over the wa­ter, or when first ini­ti­at­ed in­to broth­el slav­ery, hav­ing served their ap­pren­tice­ship as do­mes­tic slaves. We are in­formed that ful­ly sev­en-​tenths of the do­mes­tic slave girls found in Chi­nese homes in Amer­ica--and ev­ery well-​to-​do Chi­nese fam­ily (ex­cept Chris­tians) keeps at least one or two slaves--end their lives in im­moral­ity. Some of them when they be­come old enough are seized by their mas­ters as con­cu­bines, oth­ers are sent to the broth­els. Re­ports of con­di­tions at Hong Kong which we have al­ready quot­ed, speak of the spe­cial cel­ebra­tion of the en­trance of a vir­gin in­to pros­ti­tu­tion, and the high prices paid by pa­trons for this ini­ti­ation, but leave it ob­scure as to the na­tion­al­ity of the men who ini­ti­ate girls in­to the life of a broth­el slave. But Chi­nese in San Fran­cis­co do not hes­itate to make the charge that Chi­na­men re­coil, through moral sense or su­per­sti­tion, from de­flow­er­ing a vir­gin, and that this hor­ri­ble priv­ilege is pur­chased at a spe­cial price by the white, not the yel­low pa­trons of Chi­nese hous­es of ill-​fame. Bak­er al­ley has prob­ably been the scene of more ter­ri­ble bru­tal­ity of this sort than any oth­er part of San Fran­cis­co. Be­fore the rub­bish was cleared away, in the oa­sis of a broad desert of ash­es in the burned city, we vis­it­ed this re­gion, and found car­pen­ters busy at the work of re­con­struct­ing broth­els. The slave pen was ex­is­tent again, and we en­tered the gate­way lead­ing to it and gazed up­on the rapid­ly grow­ing struc­tures with­in. Two white men of a class called “Watch-​dogs,” in the days be­fore the fire, oc­cu­pied a sort of look-​out and kept guard, more es­pe­cial­ly up­on the en­trance to Bak­er al­ley. This re­gion, so large­ly of Amer­ican man­ufac­ture, like oth­er sec­tions of San Fran­cis­co's Chi­na­town, was dis­played, by means of Chi­na­town guides for pay to tourists, who were led to be­lieve that they were look­ing up­on _Chi­nese_ views of life. The truth is, as we have shown in pre­vi­ous chap­ters, a dis­play of vice is prac­ti­cal­ly un­known in re­gions of Chi­na un­in­flu­enced by West­ern civ­iliza­tion. Al­most any wicked man, any tourist who would pay well, man or wom­an, could en­ter this place. The “Watch-​dogs” were kept mere­ly to pre­vent the en­trance of mis­sion work­ers to res­cue slaves, and these “Watch-​dogs” were, and al­ways are, Amer­ican, or, at least Eu­ro­pean men, not Chi­nese.

There were more “Watch-​dogs” than those about Sul­li­van Place, be­fore the earth­quake in San Fran­cis­co,--they were to be found in many parts, al­ways for the one pur­pose,--to re­sist in­ter­fer­ence with the en­force­ment of broth­el slav­ery up­on Chi­nese wom­en. Amer­ican men un­der­took this part of the busi­ness, be­cause a cer­tain timid­ity in the Chi­nese char­ac­ter when deal­ing with Amer­ican wom­en, and a fear of arous­ing race-​prej­udice, un­fit­ted the Chi­na­man for cop­ing with the Amer­ican wom­en,--Miss Cul­bert­son, the pi­oneer, now saint­ed, Miss Lake, Miss Cameron and Miss Davis, who have fought their brave bat­tles for many years, to de­liv­er the cap­tives from the hand of the spoil­ers, of­ten at the risk of life, un­aid­ed for the most part, un­ap­pre­ci­at­ed and un­sym­pa­thized with, by a guilti­ly ig­no­rant Chris­tian pub­lic, and too of­ten per­se­cut­ed by cor­rupt of­fi­cials. Yet they have nev­er stood alone, but have al­ways had the pres­ence of their Mas­ter, and the sym­pa­thet­ic co-​op­er­ation of a few ar­dent sup­port­ers,--Chris­tian wom­en, lawyers, mag­is­trates, and oth­er of­fi­cials.

One of the “Watch-​dogs” struck Miss Lake on one oc­ca­sion. On an­oth­er, a “Watch-​dog” went bold­ly up to two po­lice­men to whom a fugi­tive slave had ap­pealed for help, seized his prey, and with­out re­sis­tance from the po­lice­men, car­ried her bod­ily back to slav­ery along the pub­lic street, in view of many spec­ta­tors. At an­oth­er time sev­er­al of them rushed in up­on a scene of res­cue, over­came the po­lice of­fi­cer, and hurled him down stairs, dealt in the same man­ner with some men in the res­cue par­ty, and then turned up­on the mis­sion­ary and would have sub­ject­ed her to the same treat­ment. She said firm­ly: “Do not lay a hand up­on me! I will go out by my­self,” and over­awed, they al­lowed her to walk out un­touched through their midst in­to fresh air and to safe­ty. It is hard­ly nec­es­sary to add that the mis­sion­ary did not, on this oc­ca­sion, get the poor slave.

We have al­ready said, but it bears re­peat­ing, that white men as well as Chi­nese, re­sort to these slaves. One res­cued girl told of an­oth­er cap­tive, bound by night to her bed and to her un­will­ing task. Think of the ed­uca­tion of the youths of San Fran­cis­co in such schools of vice as this,--what a men­ace they must nec­es­sar­ily be­come to the wom­en of their own fam­ily and ac­quain­tance! A young wom­an man­aged to get a re­quest for help sent to a res­cue work­er. The mis­sion­ary re­spond­ed by a care­ful­ly ar­ranged plot for the iden­ti­fi­ca­tion of the girl. It in­clud­ed the un­der­stand­ing that when the res­cuer with the of­fi­cer should en­ter the place, she was to have in her hands, and to raise to her lips a hand­ker­chief which the mis­sion­ary had man­aged to get con­veyed to her. They en­tered, saw her with the hand­ker­chief held to her face, at the lit­tle so­lic­it­ing win­dow, but the poor girl had en­dured so much that at the sight of friends she lost her nerve and pres­ence of mind, flut­tered her hand­ker­chief, and cried out, “Oh, teach­er!” Alas! a locked door still sep­arat­ed her from her res­cuers, and the plot was ex­posed. She was dragged back, and be­came lost to the res­cue par­ty. Oth­er girls who es­caped from the den af­ter­wards told of the rest of the scene. Kick up­on kick fell up­on her poor lit­tle body, and the en­raged own­er of the broth­el nev­er ceased un­til she was dead and mashed al­most to a jel­ly be­fore the eyes of the oth­er in­mates, to teach them a les­son of warn­ing against try­ing to es­cape. Let us not mourn. It was bet­ter so than to have been left alive un­res­cued. The pity is that the keep­ers and the “Watch-​dogs” hold them alive to their task as long as they do. The an­gels of heav­en, God's res­cue par­ty, are not far off from such vic­tims, nor His an­gels of wrath and vengeance from such in­hu­man fiends. We won­der how many of the lit­tle slaves were lift­ed up in­to a bet­ter life than this by the mer­ci­ful earth­quake; and how many of their mas­ters and out­ragers saw hell gape and them­selves swal­lowed up in the hor­ri­ble earth­quake,--God's de­liv­er­ance or God's judg­ment,--ac­cord­ing to the char­ac­ter of the in­di­vid­ual.

When the mis­sion­ary en­ters a den, and by means of some care­ful­ly de­vised scheme iden­ti­fies the girl who has had con­veyed to the mis­sion­ary her de­sire to be res­cued, and at­tempts to take the girl, she of­ten screams for help, kicks, fights, bites, scratch­es, spits, and some­times swears at her lib­er­ator, but of­ten is se­cret­ly clutch­ing with al­most a death-​grip the res­cuer's hand. She will some­times fight at be­ing thrust through the door­way in­to the street, call­ing lusti­ly for help, but whis­per to the mis­sion­ary, “Tell the of­fi­cer to car­ry me out.” When once, in spite of the feigned strug­gle, she is car­ried out­side, and her pur­suers are well be­hind in the chase, the ruse is cast aside, and it be­comes a race for dear life be­tween the res­cuer and the res­cued to make the city of refuge,--the mis­sion home,--and gen­er­al­ly the fugi­tive gets there first. Once a res­cue work­er found her girl se­cret­ed with four oth­ers in a loft, to which she had been re­moved be­cause the broth­el-​keep­er feared an at­tempt at res­cue. She was so care­ful­ly guard­ed and watched that the poor thing dared not sig­ni­fy to the mis­sion­ary that she was the one who wished to be tak­en, and all five strug­gled with equal ap­par­ent fierce­ness against res­cue. What was the mis­sion­ary to do! She lift­ed her heart in the de­spair­ing cry, “Oh, God, if ev­er you heard a hu­man prayer and an­swered it, for Christ's sake hear me now! Tell me which one to take!” She in­stant­ly seized one of them, who fought sav­age­ly, and bit and scratched and swore. Out she went with her, and all the way to the mis­sion the girl abused her ter­ri­bly. But the in­stant the door closed be­hind them and they were safe in­side the home, she fell to the floor, seized her de­liv­er­er's feet and bathed them with her tears, cry­ing bit­ter­ly as she said: “Oh, for­give me, for­give me! You know I did not mean it, but it was the on­ly way to do to be safe.” God had guid­ed aright. No mis­take had been made in the choice. Do you be­lieve God did that, read­er? Try such hero­ic work for your­self, and you will find a mir­acle-​work­ing God who sel­dom re­veals His iden­ti­ty to the self-​in­dul­gent. That res­cued girl has turned out to be a won­der of grace and of nat­ural gifts, and is pur­su­ing a pro­fes­sion­al ca­reer now, af­ter fine op­por­tu­ni­ties in train­ing. It is worth while to save such ma­te­ri­al, even from a slave-​pen; such as she en­rich the com­mu­ni­ty in which they live.

This slave-​trade could not go on be­tween Hong Kong and the Unit­ed States but for the white men who are in it, one way or an­oth­er. White lawyers de­fend the traf­fick­ers in court, and se­cure the re­turn of slaves by writ of habeas cor­pus, or by means of false ac­cu­sa­tions of var­ious sorts, such as of steal­ing. It is sig­nif­icant that, with rare ex­cep­tions, the po­lice­men seem not to have been trust­ed with def­inite in­for­ma­tion as to the place about to be searched or raid­ed, when told off to ac­com­pa­ny a res­cue par­ty, lest word be sent ahead, al­low­ing a chance to spir­it away the girl for whom search is in­sti­tut­ed. Amer­ican men are said to go all the way to Hong Kong to get girls and smug­gle them in­to the coun­try, as bet­ter able to cope with the strict im­mi­gra­tion laws than Chi­nese. Some­times they go a long way around to get a girl in­to San Fran­cis­co,--by Vic­to­ria, B.C., through Mex­ico and El Pa­so (Texas), and by oth­er routes. But the price paid for the slaves as­sures a good prof­it to the traders. Since the laws against Chi­nese im­mi­gra­tion be­came more strin­gent, the mar­ket price of these slaves has risen to three thou­sand dol­lars, while the more beau­ti­ful ones bring a much high­er price. Judges, lawyers, sea­far­ing men, hirelings of the Im­mi­gra­tion Bu­reau, Chi­na­town guides, “Watch-​dogs,” of­fi­cials and po­lice­men, have all been ac­cused of hav­ing im­brued their hands at dif­fer­ent times in the slaugh­ter of the virtue of Chi­nese wom­en through this wretched slave busi­ness, be­sides the white pa­trons of the Chi­nese slave-​pens. But prob­ably none are so guilty of com­plic­ity as the prop­er­ty-​own­ers, who build the places for hous­ing the slaves, and make enor­mous prof­its in the busi­ness.

There seems to be a mis­ap­pre­hen­sion as to the sta­tus of these Chi­nese pros­ti­tutes, to which the mind re­curs again and again, in spite of care­ful ex­pla­na­tions. Some imag­ine that on­ly those who are res­cued, or at least those who have man­aged to con­vey word to the mis­sion­ar­ies that they de­sire to be res­cued, are the lit­er­al slaves, and that those left be­hind are free. Such is not the case. We have al­ready shown that near­ly all the Chi­nese pros­ti­tutes at Sin­ga­pore and at Hong Kong are lit­er­al slaves, the on­ly ex­cep­tion be­ing, in fact, a small per­cent­age (es­ti­mat­ed at 10 per cent by the Chi­nese mer­chants at Hong Kong), com­posed al­most en­tire­ly of wom­en who have mort­gaged their own bod­ies, or who have been thus mort­gaged by rel­atives, for a lim­it­ed time in pay­ment for a debt, and who, at the end of the stat­ed time, are gen­er­al­ly set free, though some­times they find them­selves in a trap from which there is no es­cape. It is through the mis­for­tune of debt, and in coun­tries where Chi­nese wom­en are cheap, that this mort­gag­ing of the per­son takes place. Such con­di­tions do not sur­round Chi­nese wom­en in Amer­ica, so that this form of ser­vice in hous­es of ill-​fame must be cor­re­spond­ing­ly rare, and this is ac­cord­ing to the tes­ti­mo­ny of the mis­sion­ar­ies. For this rea­son, there­fore, we may rule out the tem­po­rary servi­tude, and as­sert with­out fear of con­tra­dic­tion from those who un­der­stand the sit­ua­tion, that prac­ti­cal­ly all the Chi­nese pros­ti­tutes in the Unit­ed States are lit­er­al slaves. Some are _will­ing_ slaves, some _un­will­ing_; and a small frac­tion of the un­will­ing slaves have man­aged by stroke of good for­tune, and be­cause of un­usu­al courage, to get a re­quest con­veyed to a mis­sion, and thus in some in­stances they have se­cured their free­dom. But not all who have ap­pealed for help have been res­cued, for they can­not al­ways be found up­on search, and of­ten, when they have been found and their cas­es brought up in court, they have been again con­signed to the care of their for­mer own­ers be­cause courage has failed, and they have re­fused in open court to ac­knowl­edge that they wished to go free. One girl who de­sired to es­cape fell un­der sus­pi­cion, and her mas­ter de­cid­ed to re­move her to Wat­sonville, and so de­feat her res­cue. At the San Fran­cis­co Fer­ry Sta­tion she made a dash for lib­er­ty, pur­sued by the two men who had her in charge, and ran to a po­lice­man, hand­ing him a crum­pled piece of pa­per, which proved to be a note that a mis­sion­ary had placed in her hand when she land­ed in Amer­ica. The of­fi­cer could not read the note, in its old and crum­pled con­di­tion, but di­vin­ing its na­ture he hailed a cab and drove with the girl straight to the mis­sion door, where she was wel­comed.

There were at least five hun­dred Chi­nese broth­el slaves in San Fran­cis­co be­fore its de­struc­tion, and none in Oak­land up to that time. Since the calami­ty, there have been many in Oak­land. They have been es­ti­mat­ed at as high a fig­ure as 300, and must have num­bered un­til quite re­cent­ly at least 150. The fron­tispiece rep­re­sents a struc­ture erect­ed for their hous­ing. This build­ing is three sto­ries high, and oc­cu­pies ev­ery foot of one-​half square. It con­tains more than 600 rooms, and is built through­out of rough boards, one inch thick, on flim­sy beams and stud­ding. It is un­lathed and un­plas­tered, a ver­ita­ble fire-​trap, with­in four blocks of the Coun­ty Court House. It could nev­er have passed in­spec­tion had it been erect­ed for _de­cent_ pur­pos­es. When the pho­to­graph was tak­en the build­ing was not com­plet­ed. A row of shops has been added at the left, over which is a large Chi­nese the­atre. A re­spectable Chi­nese man of lit­er­ary pur­suits in­formed us that the the­atre was “to at­tract cus­tom there.” A very broad stair­way, scarce­ly less im­pos­ing than the front en­trance to the the­atre, leads down in­to the al­ley, and to the broth­el. The seats for wom­en in the the­atre are reached by a spe­cial door lead­ing to this al­ley. The heart of this build­ing is ap­proached through “Wash­ing­ton Place,” an al­ley, at the en­trance of which one en­coun­ters a sign, “No White Men Ad­mit­ted Here, On­ly Chi­nese.” This no­tice, which has been put up at the en­trance of Ori­en­tal broth­els in Chi­na­town, has been or­dered by the Chief of Po­lice, it is claimed, to pro­hib­it Amer­icans as­so­ci­at­ing with Ori­en­tals in vice, so as to pre­vent de­mor­al­iza­tion and race quar­rels. We do not dis­pute the mo­tive, but the _ef­fect_ is, that those who would work for the res­cue of slaves are kept at a dis­tance, and no one who is like­ly to make a com­plaint against abus­es and law-​break­ing can ap­proach the place with­out per­mis­sion from the po­lice, which gives am­ple op­por­tu­ni­ty for get­ting ev­ery­thing ob­jec­tion­able out of sight. As far as pre­ven­tion of the com­min­gling of the dif­fer­ent races is con­cerned, that may be hin­dered at cer­tain points, but Amer­ican men are on the in­side track here, as to mak­ing mon­ey through these slaves. The build­ing has been erect­ed and is owned by Amer­icans, and one man of Eu­ro­pean name is a part­ner in the im­me­di­ate man­age­ment of the place. On our first vis­it to this build­ing we were in­formed on re­li­able in­for­ma­tion that there were 125 Japanese and over 50 Chi­nese girls in the place, and 100 more were ex­pect­ed to ar­rive with­in a few days. Be­sides these, there are al­so Chi­nese slaves in al­most ev­ery Chi­nese set­tle­ment through­out the Unit­ed States. In Cal­ifor­nia, they are to be found large­ly at San Fran­cis­co, Oak­land, Sacra­men­to, Stock­ton, Fres­no, Bak­ers­field, San Jose, Wat­sonville, Mon­terey and Los An­ge­les. Will­ing or un­will­ing, the Chi­nese pros­ti­tute is none the less a slave, bought and sold at plea­sure from one to an­oth­er, earn­ing wealth for oth­ers and nev­er for her­self. Re­cent­ly, three girls who were tak­en from a den in San Fran­cis­co, de­clared that they had been sold for three thou­sand dol­lars apiece to the keep­er, and that they were flogged when their earn­ings for the keep­er fell be­low three hun­dred dol­lars each a month. If the pros­ti­tute were not will­ing to be a slave, that would not pro­cure her lib­er­ty,--it would on­ly pro­cure her more abuse than the will­ing slave. On the ship com­ing over, the slaves are well drilled in their task on ar­rival, of swear­ing them­selves in­to slav­ery, and well threat­ened if they dare to dis­obey. Then they are packed with sto­ries as to the ter­ri­ble char­ac­ter of Amer­icans, par­tic­ular­ly the res­cue work­ers. One Chi­nese girl con­clud­ed she would take all the abuse of the res­cue home rather than forego a chance for lib­er­ty, though she knew of no rea­son to dis­be­lieve the fear­ful warn­ings she had re­ceived. On the first night of her ar­rival she did not un­dress nor go to bed when the oth­er girls re­tired. Some­one found her stand­ing about, and asked her why she was not off for bed. She replied pa­thet­ical­ly: “I am wait­ing for my beat­ing.” She had been in­formed that it was in that fash­ion all the girls were put to bed each night. At a very con­ser­va­tive es­ti­mate, there are not less than one thou­sand Chi­nese broth­el slaves in Cal­ifor­nia alone, be­sides those in the Chi­nese set­tle­ments all over the Unit­ed States. When chil­dren are born to Chi­nese pros­ti­tutes, they are seized by the broth­el keep­ers as their own prop­er­ty, the girls be­ing sold in­to do­mes­tic slav­ery to be passed on in­to broth­el slav­ery at the age of about 15, and the boy ba­bies sold for a good price--sev­er­al hun­dred dol­lars--to be­come “adopt­ed” sons. Very many Chi­nese men of the Unit­ed States se­cure their wives by pur­chase from broth­els, and as a con­se­quence of­ten have no chil­dren by them, hence the high val­ue of a child who can be pur­chased for a son. The re­al wife and fam­ily of the Chi­nese man gen­er­al­ly re­main in Chi­na, the mat­ri­mo­ni­al re­la­tions of the man in Amer­ica be­ing whol­ly spu­ri­ous. This ad­mix­ture of the broth­el el­ement with all Chi­nese home life in the Unit­ed States makes this coun­try very un­de­sir­able as a res­idence for vir­tu­ous Chi­nese wom­en, and large­ly dis­cour­ages the im­mi­gra­tion of re­spectable Chi­nese wives, whose pres­ence with their hus­bands might great­ly tend to the up­lift­ing of the en­tire Chi­nese com­mu­ni­ty.

There are prob­ably as many do­mes­tic slaves as broth­el slaves among the Chi­nese of the Unit­ed States. Ev­ery well-​to-​do hea­then Chi­nese fam­ily keeps a slave or two, and the rich Chi­nese keep a large num­ber. Polygamy is prac­ticed, as at Hong Kong, to a larg­er ex­tent than pre­vails gen­er­al­ly in Chi­na, and it is not un­com­mon to find a Chi­nese in Cal­ifor­nia with from five to sev­en con­cu­bines. The Chi­nese man in the Unit­ed States takes his do­mes­tic slave, if he wish­es, for a con­cu­bine, or sells his con­cu­bines in­to broth­el slav­ery, if dis­pleased with them, or wish­ing to raise a sum of mon­ey. It is a burn­ing dis­grace to the Unit­ed States that this polygamy is not stamped out. In one case re­lat­ed to us, a girl was tak­en from a res­cue home by a writ of habeas cor­pus, and re­turned by the judge to her po­si­tion as sec­ond wife of a Chi­na­man.

Dur­ing Pres­ident Hayes' ad­min­is­tra­tion, Mr. D.H. Bai­ley, Unit­ed States Con­sul-​Gen­er­al at Shang­hai, sent a mes­sage to him re­lat­ing to Chi­nese slav­ery, and the men­ace to our coun­try from it. He en­closed in his com­mu­ni­ca­tion a trans­la­tion of the Chi­nese laws re­lat­ing to slav­ery, which is per­mit­ted un­der cer­tain re­stric­tions in that coun­try. Noth­ing could ex­ceed their strin­gen­cy at the point of any re­sis­tance on the part of the slave to the con­di­tion of servi­tude. From that set of laws we quote the fol­low­ing:

“If a fe­male slave deserts her mas­ter's house she shall be pun­ished with 80 blows.” ... “Whoso­ev­er har­bours a fugi­tive wife or slave, know­ing them to be fugi­tives, shall par­tic­ipate equal­ly in their pun­ish­ment.” ... “A slave guilty of ad­dress­ing abu­sive lan­guage to his mas­ter shall suf­fer death by be­ing stran­gled.... If to his mas­ter's re­la­tions in the first de­gree he shall be pun­ished with 80 blows and two years' ban­ish­ment. If to his mas­ter's re­la­tions in the sec­ond de­gree, the pun­ish­ment shall be 80 blows. If in the third de­gree, 70 blows. If in the fourth de­gree, 60 blows.” “The mas­ter or the re­la­tions of a mas­ter of a guilty slave may ... chas­tise such slave in any de­gree short of death, with­out be­ing li­able to pun­ish­ment. Nev­er­the­less, if a mas­ter or his afore­said re­la­tions, in or­der to cor­rect a dis­obe­di­ent slave or hired ser­vant, should chas­tise him in a law­ful man­ner on the back of the thighs or on the pos­te­ri­ors, and such slave or hired ser­vant should hap­pen to die, or if he is killed in any oth­er man­ner ac­ci­den­tal­ly, nei­ther the mas­ter nor his afore­said re­la­tions shall be li­able to any pun­ish­ment in con­se­quence there­of.”

"All slaves who are guilty of de­signed­ly strik­ing their mas­ters shall, with­out mak­ing any dis­tinc­tions be­tween prin­ci­pals and ac­ces­sories, be be­head­ed.

"All slaves de­signed­ly killing their mas­ters, or de­signed­ly strik­ing so as to kill their mas­ters, shall suf­fer death by a slow and painful ex­ecu­tion.

"If ac­ci­den­tal­ly killing their mas­ters, they shall suf­fer death by be­ing stran­gled.

"If ac­ci­den­tal­ly wound­ing, they shall suf­fer 100 blows and per­pet­ual ban­ish­ment to the dis­tance of 3,000 li (1,000 miles).

“Slaves who are guilty of strik­ing their mas­ter's re­la­tions in the first de­gree ... shall be stran­gled.... All slaves who strike so as to wound such per­sons shall ... be be­head­ed.”

The “painful ex­ecu­tion” which is the penal­ty of killing a mas­ter, means ex­ecu­tion by slic­ing the crim­inal in­to 10,000 cuts. For­eign­ers who have wit­nessed it say it is too hor­ri­ble to re­cite.

It is un­der such slave laws as these that the young girl is trained as a broth­el slave be­fore she is brought to Cal­ifor­nia. Af­ter such tu­ition, it seems hard­ly cred­ible that girls do, in San Fran­cis­co, dare to es­cape from their mas­ters, and flee to the mis­sions for pro­tec­tion. Gov­er­nor C.C. Smith, who was for years the Reg­is­trar Gen­er­al of Hong Kong, pre­vi­ous to be­ing knight­ed and sent to Sin­ga­pore as Gov­er­nor of the Straits Set­tle­ments, replied to the Sec­re­tary of State for the Colonies, in ref­er­ence to the free­dom of pros­ti­tutes, “out of an ex­pe­ri­ence of over a quar­ter of a cen­tu­ry”:

“There are no re­stric­tive reg­ula­tions on the part of the Gov­ern­ment which go to pre­vent or in­ter­fere with the en­tire free­dom of the in­mates of broth­els, and they can go abroad alone. This state­ment will not, I hope, de­ceive you in­to be­liev­ing that as a con­se­quence they are re­al­ly free agents ... such is ac­tu­al­ly not the case. A child who strikes its par­ent is li­able to a death sen­tence. The girls in broth­els are in the po­si­tion of daugh­ters to the keep­ers, and ... call them moth­er. There is no sense of free­dom, as we un­der­stand the term, pos­si­ble in such a state of af­fairs. The wom­en are fear­ful of the un­known; of what should hap­pen to them if they should dis­obey their pock­et-​moth­ers, and are ter­ri­bly ig­no­rant of ev­ery­thing con­nect­ed with the Gov­ern­ment un­der which they nom­inal­ly live. It is out of the ques­tion to ed­ucate them up to the En­glish stan­dard of lib­er­ty of the sub­ject. They stay but a few short years in an En­glish Colony, see­ing noth­ing but the worst phas­es of a life of vice and im­moral­ity, and on­ly know of the of­fi­cers of Gov­ern­ment as 'for­eign dev­ils' or 'bar­bar­ians'.”

This is all on­ly too true as re­gards Cal­ifor­nia al­so, ex­cept­ing that the ex­per­iment of ed­ucat­ing them by just treat­ment in the “En­glish stan­dard of the lib­er­ty of the sub­ject,” has cer­tain­ly nev­er been tried ei­ther in Sin­ga­pore or Amer­ica. The broth­el keep­ers, how­ev­er, have learned to un­der­stand that mat­ter of “lib­er­ty of the sub­ject” on­ly too well, and take ad­van­tage of the habeas cor­pus act at ev­ery turn to cap­ture a slave who is try­ing to es­cape their clutch­es.

These words of Gov­er­nor Smith should be borne in mind and brought to at­ten­tion ev­ery time our law of­fi­cers in Cal­ifor­nia put broth­el girls through the farce of ask­ing them if they are de­sirous of lib­er­ty, and when they say no, pro­claim tri­umphant­ly to the world that “there isn't a slave girl in Chi­na­town.” These of­fi­cers de­ceive oth­ers by these false­hoods, but they know too well the con­di­tions to be them­selves de­ceived.

When cer­tain Chi­nese girls ap­peared be­fore a com­mit­tee ap­point­ed to in­ves­ti­gate con­di­tions at San Fran­cis­co, the mem­bers of the com­mit­tee were put un­der promise not to di­vulge their names or sto­ries, as “their lives would not be safe for five years to come,” if the broth­el-​keep­ers and their for­mer own­ers knew that they had in­formed against them. It is a lit­tle dif­fi­cult to de­scribe the var­ious se­cret so­ci­eties of Chi­na­town in full, but for prac­ti­cal pur­pos­es and as re­lates to the wel­fare of Chi­nese wom­en, it may be said that the se­cret so­ci­ety, or tong, is a sort of mu­tu­al ben­efit so­ci­ety and has gen­er­al­ly a very com­mend­able sort of name; but it ex­ists to di­vide the prof­its of the trade in wom­en, among oth­er vil­lainies. When any­one gives any ev­idence against such a so­ci­ety, or in­forms a res­cue work­er where a girl will be found who de­sires her lib­er­ty, then some one from the tong that has a spe­cial in­ter­est in the prof­its of that girl's slav­ery, de­posits a sum of mon­ey in a place mu­tu­al­ly ar­ranged for, and the high­binder so­ci­ety un­der­takes for the sum paid to see that the in­former is as­sas­si­nat­ed with­in twen­ty-​four hours. That is the length of time usu­al­ly claimed for the act. But some­times years may pass be­fore the marked vic­tim can be traced and killed.

We will next give a few cas­es from the records of the Pres­by­te­ri­an and Methodist Mis­sion Res­cue Homes of San Fran­cis­co, which will clear­ly show the sim­ilar­ity be­tween the state of af­fairs in Hong Kong and Cal­ifor­nia.